Cupidon. De vos traits ... où sont les charmes?
Vous votre beau, moi mon flambeau Ensemble nous lâchâmes:
Or, plus d'espoir helas! de voir Pour nous les cœurs en flammes!
La Dame. Petit enfant, c'est peu galant D'user pareil langage; Pas étonnant que maintenant Chacun dise au village "Qui est tu?"
SAM. LOVER.
* * This song has been set to music * by Mr. Lover, and is published.
"Who are you?—Who are you? Little boy that's running after Ev'ry one up and down, Mingling sighing with your laughter?"
"I am Cupid, lady belle, I am Cupid, and no other."
"Little boy, then pr'ythee tell How is Venus? How's your mother? Little boy, little boy, I desire you tell me true: Cupid, oh! you're alter'd so, No wonder I cry Who are you?"